"Yeah, they're startin' to notice. They just seem a little bit put off, though."

Well, some of them. He hears an all too familiar question behind him.

"Why are you blue?" in a childish voice, from a little boy about five.

He resists the urge to be a smartass and calls back his usual answer. "I was born that way!" It's not particularly mean or anything. If anything, it's almost amused.

Then the next expected question. "Whats that thing out of your head? Why's it glow?"

"It's a fin. And it glows 'cause y'all'd get lost if it didn't. Keep up."